Doting wife is addictive, domineering boss loves fiercely

"Well, I'm done reading, and I'm about to leave." Xie Yaotian raised his eyebrows, glanced at her with a smile, turned and left.

Qu Zhenzhen withdrew his gaze, and looked suspiciously at Nier who was sitting indifferently on the seat, "What did he tell you?"

"I didn't say anything." Nier shook his head lightly, his gaze fell heavily on the table.

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The next thing successfully followed Qu Zhenzhen's memory.

This is what Nier made Xie Yaotian unable to say, about the unblessed love story between a man and another man.

Xie Yaotian doesn't know who the other male protagonist in the story is, but he at least understands the feeling of Nier's unrequited love, who chooses to wander far away in a daze because he is afraid that the other party will be confused, and is still waiting for the other party's reply.

That must be very uncomfortable.

Xie Yaotian certainly appreciates such a person who has such a story and is so dedicated, and will definitely not compare Nier and Yin Zeyan, the number one rival in love.

Recalling Nier's expression when he had to tell him the matter, the drooping head should express his deep sense of powerlessness and tension.

gay.

This love that is not accepted by the world requires both parties to bear a lot of pressure.

This is why when Nier speaks, there is always unconfidence and evasion between his brows. I am afraid that Xie Yaotian will be like most people. After hearing the news, he will show his contempt and disgust. eyes.

……

Xie Yaotian felt a little bitterness in his heart, and felt sympathy for Nier's cautiousness and sensitivity.

"Boom!—"

As he was walking down the stairs and passing the kitchen, he suddenly heard a muffled sound coming from inside.

Xie Yaotian Mu Ran stopped, turned around and looked inside, "What are you doing?"

At a glance, I saw Qu Zhenzhen holding a pot lid in one hand and a spatula in the other, standing far away to avoid it.And right in front of her avoiding, thick smoke came out of the pot continuously, faintly, and sparks were mixed in it.

"Ah? Me, I'm making breakfast?" Qu Zhenzhen heard his voice, and Mu Ran turned around, looking back at him with a face full of ashes.

"Are you sure you didn't burn the kitchen?" Xie Yaotian hastily stepped forward, took the lid of the pot from her hand, and walked toward the stove quasi-spiritually.

"Hey! Don't go there, be careful!" Qu Zhenzhen whispered worriedly.

However, Xie Yaotian had already stepped forward quickly, put the lid on the pot with a 'snap' sound, and then raised his hand in Qu Zhenzhen's low cry of surprise, and turned on the range hood on the top.

"No... are you okay?" Qu Zhenzhen heard the screeching sound when Xie Yaotian threw the lid of the pot on the pot, thought it was an explosion somewhere, squatted down instinctively, and clasped her head in her hands nervously.

After Xie Yaotian turned off the fire, opened the window, and let out the thick smoke in the room, he turned to look at her, and couldn't help but be amused by her action, "Puchi—what are you doing? This is a fire drill in the kitchen?"

"...Are you alright?" Qu Zhenzhen slowly raised her head, and when she saw him standing in front of her, she was stunned.

Don't ask why the word 'a whole body' is used, because in the loud noise just now, hundreds of scenes of Xie Yaotian's hands or feet being blown off, lying on the ground crawling towards him with blood dripping screen of...

Tsk tsk tsk, the picture is a bit bloody.

"What do you mean I'm fine? What do you think I should be doing?" Seeing her squatting and unable to get up, Xie Yaotian pursed his lips, smiled and bent down in front of her, looking at her from top to bottom.

"I thought your hands would be blown off... or your feet or something." Qu Zhenzhen stood up slowly with her head in her hands in a daze.

Xie Yaotian took a step back, his dark eyes swept across her coolly, and sneered, "You really know how to think."

"Hehehe, I'm not worried about you." Qu Zhenzhen stuck out her tongue and smiled awkwardly.

Xie Yaotian took a step forward, snatched the spatula from her hand, turned around with a sneer, glanced at the dark lump in the pot, and frowned, "What did you do in the pot?"

"That...that's an egg." Qu Zhenzhen took a step forward cautiously, and replied weakly.

"Eggs?!" Xie Yaotian was shocked, and looked back at her in disbelief.

Qu Zhenzhen raised her head and grinned stupidly at him, "Hehehehe, it seems that what I did was a bit of a failure."

"It's not like, it's really a failure!" Xie Yaotian raised his hand and raised his forehead speechlessly, took the pot, resigned to his fate, poured out the dark ball in the pot, put it on the side of the sink to rinse, and laughed aloud: "You It’s also really powerful, frying an egg can almost blow up the kitchen.”

"..." Qu Zhenzhen stood aside, clasping the corners of her clothes with both hands uneasily, and murmured in a low voice, "Aren't I still learning, everyone will make a mistake for the first time."

"Well, yes yes yes! Your first mistake is normal. At most, I sprinkled a few grains of salt in the first time, and you talked about it for a long time." Xie Yaotian nodded and said seriously Make fun of her words.

"... Xie Yaotian." Qu Zhenzhen paused, realizing that there was something in his words, and his face drooped instantly, "What do you mean? Is it because I disliked your fried eggs?"

"I didn't say that, you said it yourself." Xie Yaotian lowered his head and concentrated on washing the pot, pretending not to understand what she meant.

"Hmph! You know what I'm talking about." Qu Zhenzhen crossed her arms and looked at him angrily.

Xie Yaotian stopped what he was doing and looked back at her, wanting to explain to her.But when he glanced at her cat face with half of its gray face, he couldn't help but chuckle.

"What are you laughing at?" Qu Zhenzhen glared at him, let go of his hand, and touched his face, "Is there something on my face?"

Xie Yaotian nodded with a smile, and finally said helplessly: "Go up and wash up, and leave breakfast to me."

Qu Zhenzhen was slightly startled, looked away awkwardly, and muttered: "You make breakfast every time, and I want to try to make it for you too."

"Really? It's rare for you to have this kind of heart, but let's talk about it next time when you have time. Don't you have to go to the company early today? It's almost nine o'clock now, are you sure you want to make breakfast for me yourself?" Xie Yaotian curled his lips into a chuckle, and couldn't help reminding him.

"Ah! - It's roar! I've forgotten about it! Then I'll go up and change my clothes first, this time you do it! I'll make breakfast when I'm free on weekends!"

Qu Zhenzhen woke up suddenly, and under Xie Yaotian's smiling gaze, she turned around in a hurry, rushed out of the door like a gust of wind, and ran towards the stairs.

And Xie Yaotian stood where he was, holding a spatula in one hand and a pan in the other, watching her figure disappear at the door with a smile on his face.

After finishing breakfast in a hurry, Qu Zhenzhen picked up the good things and ran towards the garage in a hurry.Xie Yaotian followed behind her, seeing that she wanted to drive by herself, he didn't say a word, but just stood behind her leisurely.

"You want to drive by yourself?" I thought I would wait until she threw the car keys to me, but I didn't expect Qu Zhenzhen to sit in the driver's seat by herself.

"I'm not going to the company today, I'm going to the recording site of the full-name idol." Qu Zhenzhen slammed the car door, turned her head and said to Xie Yaotian.

"Where are you going and what are you doing?" Xie Yaotian frowned, and put his hand on the co-pilot's door.But Qu Zhenzhen hurriedly stopped her.

"Hey! Don't come up here, I won't go to the company, I'm not going the same way as you."

Xie Yaotian's hand that was about to open the car door stopped, looked at her with fixed eyebrows, and asked softly: "So where are you going and what are you doing?"

"I... deal with some things." Qu Zhenzhen faltered and said, looking a little tangled.

"Then I'll go with you." Xie Yaotian lowered his brows, opened the door and got in the car.

Qu Zhenzhen became anxious immediately, and turned to look at him, "Oh! It's really nothing, it's just a private matter for the artist."

"Artist? Nier? What's wrong with him?" Xie Yaotian turned the corner very quickly, looking at her with dark eyes.

"..." Qu Zhenzhen paused, exhaled lightly, and said lightly: "It's nothing, but the little assistant around me told me that he was isolated in the program group and he was not in a good mood. Go and have a look."

"Not in a high mood? When did you see him in a high mood?" Xie Yaotian raised his brows and his face was calm, which made Qu Zhenzhen unable to see whether it was cloudy or sunny.

"Uh, hehehe, don't you want to care about your subordinates? He is the first artist under my banner, so I always have to treat him well." Qu Zhenzhen looked at it with a smile, it's normal to like this The concern between friends will not make the domineering man in front of him jealous.

But the situation was beyond her expectation, Xie Yaotian's face was indifferent, not to mention jealous, he didn't even hum.

Instead, he pushed open the car door and got out of the car. While arranging the cuffs on his wrists, he casually said to her: "Then be careful yourself, and tell me after the matter is over. Let's go home for dinner today."

"Huh?" Qu Zhenzhen was stunned, and couldn't believe what he heard, "That's it?"

Xie Yaotian stopped the movement on his wrist, and looked up at her lightly, "What else do you want?"

Qu Zhenzhen came back to her senses, laughed and laughed and said, "Shouldn't you tell me more...well, tell me a few more words?"

Xie Yaotian looked at her for a moment with a look of "Are you stupid?" Then he slowly retracted his gaze and said indifferently: "End early today, remember to go home for dinner tonight."

"Oh, good." Qu Zhenzhen nodded blankly.

So in her puzzled eyes, Xie Yaotian turned around, took out the car keys from his bag, walked to the side with ease, opened the driver's seat door and sat in.

Start the engine, step on the accelerator, and drive out of the garage faster than Qu Zhenzhen.

When the shadow of his car disappeared before his eyes, Qu Zhenzhen was still stunned in the distance, unable to recover.

The man who would usually be jealous because of a small matter or a title, which would cause a catastrophe, has changed today?She said that she would not care about a certain male artist, but he didn't respond at all?

And let her finish early and go to the residence for dinner at night?
Tell her, this...wouldn't be another personality created by him being extremely angry? ? ?
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Starting the engine stiffly, Qu Zhenzhen stepped on the accelerator, drove out of the garage, and turned left into another opposite road.

It wasn't too late, the sun was shining golden, shining in from the car window, bringing warmth to the body, Qu Zhenzhen slightly raised his hand to cover the sun above his head, and a slight smile slowly appeared on his face.

The avenue ahead is spacious and sunny, the temperature inside the car is comfortable, and the body and mind are comfortable.

Today is really a good day!

……

At the same time, in a high-rise building thousands of miles away, there was a completely opposite scene.

In a small practice room, a tall and tall figure was practicing several spinning dance moves in front of the mirror.

His face was gloomy, he was wearing a gray-blue sportswear, the jacket had been thrown on the ground by him long ago, and he was only wearing a thin short T-shirt.A headband of the same color was tied on his forehead, but even so, his temples and short bangs were still wet with sweat.

Beads of sweat, following his rhythmic movements, were sliding down his resolute face.

"Whoohoo-"

He was tall and slender, and the room was silent, except for his occasional heavy breathing and beating steps, there was no other sound.

"Oh? Why is there no dance room full of people?"

At this time.There were a few vague conversations outside the door, and a few footsteps sounded from the end of the corridor.

"I'm going! It's really enough! Are these people necessary? Isn't it just a show? Are you really practicing without eating or sleeping?" There was another voice outside the door, which was a little rougher than the previous one mad.

As soon as the voice on the other end fell, followed by another 'bang', the door of the dance room next door seemed to be kicked open.

"Get out! Brother Chao has taken over this room!" Someone yelled domineeringly.

"How can you do this? We came first." A voice with obvious lack of confidence responded.

"What? Are you dissatisfied?" The rough voice came again in a low voice.

This time there was no answer, and there was a sound of doors opening and closing.There was a rush of hurried footsteps in the corridor.

Gradually drift away and then disappear.

After a few seconds.

There was a burst of wild laughter from the dance room next door, "Hahahahahaha! A bunch of cowards! Still practicing?! Let's all go home and farm! The final winner must be our most handsome Chaoge!"

"Go, go, go! You're the only one who can say it! Put the music on! Don't dawdle! Isn't there an assessment today?" Brother Chao, who was admired by all the stars, laughed loudly. The younger brother ordered, "What are you still doing? Wait for me to release it for you?"

The little boy was squatting on the ground and was using his mobile phone to connect to the Bluetooth speaker. When he was urged, his hands shook violently and he said nervously, "Brother Chao, wait a moment, the Bluetooth is not connected yet."

"I'm going! Why are you moving so slowly?! Hurry up! Will you?!" Brother Chao's unhappy voice came from behind.

The younger brother's actions became more panicked. The more panicked, the more accidents are likely to happen. He accidentally dropped the phone on the ground, making a crisp sound.

There was a burst of shouting and cursing from behind.

"Damn it! What the hell are you doing? I'm going to be scared!" Along with the words, there was a hard kick.